Why travel teaches us to keep our promises

“It will be here, just wait. I promise” How many times have you stood at the side of a dusty broken pavement and just stared at the road, waiting for your bus? Your backpack is strewn on the floor, sweat pouring from your temples and armpits, turning your t-shirt a sticky shade of grey, anticipation, anxiety, heart pounding – the build-up of your next adventure, just waiting to happen. Just waiting for that bus. It still amazes me how travel works in South East Asia or Indonesia, you walk into a small air-conditioned shop, you know the ones with the sliding door?…

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